Everything is About Family

 

Photograph by Connor
My family

Our story begins with love.

It fills us so full of joy that we feel like we're flying;

Soaring around in the heavens above.

Yes, our story begins with love.

We were touched by this love in a home full of light

Before earth was created, and days turned to nights.

We were loved by our parents and we plainly could see

That the love was all about family.

When oceans meet shores

And water meets sand

When mountains reach sky

And peace fills the land

If you stop for a moment

You'll be able to see

That everything is about family.

When rain pours on plains

And the trees reach up tall

When the lands produce grains

And the clear waters fall

If you stop for a moment

You'll be able to see

That everything is about family.

When we look at the earth

Majesty everywhere

When we witness a birth

It is wondrous and fair

For our God made it all

He's our Father, you see.

He made it all for His family.

We could hear His words

And see His face

And we all lived together

In that wondrous place.

Our Home in Heaven

You have a loving Father

Up in heaven above,

And an older brother

Who taught the world of love.

You have their words in scripture,

So you will know the way

To make it back to heaven

To live with them someday.

Our home up there is happy,

We're loved and understood,

Our wants and needs are known,

And the feeling there is good.

Our Father's not too busy

To hear our heart's complaint

Or listen to our joys

Or to strengthen us when faint.

And though we are not home now

He'd like us to come back;

He sent His only Son

To show us the right track.

Our brother made it possible

To bridge the chasm wide,

And if we turn to Him

He'll help us to His side.

Father never feels too weary,

Or thinks we matter not

For we are all His children,

And He loves us all a lot.

He lets us choose our own way.

He will not force us home.

He'll let us walk in darkness,

And on thorny pathways roam.

But He is ever calling

Hoping we will hear

Knowing if we'll stop to pray

That we could feel Him near

And if we'll look He'll lead us

From darkness into light

Onto the straight and narrow path

Where we can choose the right.

And if we do not weary

Of traveling the road,

And call  upon Him for help

With carrying our load

The path will lead us home

To that peaceful place above

That is never filled with darkness

And is always filled with love. 

Windows of Heaven

Photo by Pawel Czerwinski on Unsplash

Windows of Heaven

Lord, open the windows of heaven to me.

Help me obey so thy light I can see.

Let me feel warmth from the strength of thy love,

Oh Lord, send thy light from above.

Lord, open the windows of heaven to me.

Help me feel sun when it's clouds I can see.

Brighten my road when the darkness creeps in.

Oh Lord, please protect me from sin.

Lord, open the windows of heaven to me.

Help me the love of my Savior to see.

As I walk through life, do not leave me alone.

Oh Lord, let thy light guide me home.